Korra had done a lot of dumb stuff since she became the Avatar (so technically since her birth). But this thing stirred her up for some reason, so she decided to go talk to Asami.

She rammed one or two walls as she wheeled herself over to the other woman's room, which was located not to far from her own in the "girls wing" of Air Temple Island. As she raised her arm she took a deep breath, then knocked. The door swung open, but her friend did not show up, so the rolled inside.

Asami was running around the room, folding clothes and putting them in a suitcase. "What… what are you doing", Korra asked and got a nasty look for that question: "You don't think I will still be living with you, after you spread all these rumors about us."

"I didn't spread-" Korra started, but stopped for a moment, then finished, "I didn't mean to!" Asami sounded bitter: "Korra, this no game anymore. Putting aside that you're fighting for something that's not normal; I'm the CEO of Future Industries. What will the stakeholders do when they read these rumors? My company is at stake, and with it the lives of my staff."

While she was talking, the Avatar had slumped into her chair. "I'm sorry", she stammered meekly. Asami closed her suitcase and moved over to her friend, to hug her. "I know you are", she told her, her wrath had subdued over the earnest remorse, "and you know I love you. I'll come back when the press starts acting normal again. I won't be taking any chances."

And with that, the CEO left the room and a bit later Air Temple Island.

The Avatar was left broken. She wheeled herself over to her room, used some airbending to maneuver herself onto her bed and started crying. And while the first tears were for Asami, they soon were replaced by tears for the employees of Future Industries, and then with ones for all the other people Korra had hurt.

Whenever she tried to help, things took a turn for the worst. Even the very first day in Republic City the people had hated how she helped. And they had hated everything ever since - including the vines and the spirits all around. She did not even follow the approval ratings anymore, ever since they dropped below the five percent threshold.

What exactly was her job anyways? The world did not need the Avatar anymore, that was for sure.

Tenzin hat split the air acolytes into two similar groups. Both had really good fighters as well as newbies, both had old men and little girls. And both of these groups plus their families had been sent to different air temples. The first group was sent to the Western temple under Bumi's control, the other one had Kya as a leader and was sent to the Eastern temple.

Tenzin's siblings were in charge of caring for the basic human needs - food had to be made and the temples had to be renovated. Also the two of them communicated with the leaders of the surrounding nations, to see where the "Air Forces" (as Bumi liked to call them) were needed. In return, all new air benders where send their way.

On Air Temple Island stayed only one family, the one of Aang's youngest son, to hold everything together. Up until now, all of this seemed to work flawlessly. There were no major revolutions. Evidently the world was now a place where balance was held easily.

And that was were Korra came in - she spread chaos whenever she set her mind to do something right.

But now her shenanigans had hurt Asami, who had be a true friend to her. For whatever reason that hurt Korra a lot more than dozens of unknown employees losing their jobs. It was probably for the best if she stopped trying to help altogether. But she did not want to go back on her promise to Jinora, so she vowed that this would be the last time she tried to bring balance to the world. For it's own good.

On the other side of her door, Tenzin stood a little while later, trying to muster the courage to knock. He failed in the end, letting his hands hang limply next to his body, and instead went to talk to his wife.

"I'm worried for her", he told her as he entered the kitchen, where Pema prepared a meal. Both of them knew he could only really mean one person. "Is she depressed again", his wife asked, worry plain on her face. "I believe so, but actually that's not what I'm worried about." Pema put down the knife she was holding, and turned towards him, a questioning look on her face.

"You know Korra. She's strong. Her friendship with Asami is strong, they'll live. But..." He raised his index finger and made a dramatic pause. "...think about what will happen when the Council objects to her cause." Pema's eyes shoot question marks. "Well, think of what Korra will do when someone were to tell her: 'I forbid you by law from being with a woman.'" - "Then she'll marry a woman", Tenzin's wife answered without hesitation - she knew the girl.

The old air master nodded: "That's exactly what I'm thinking. I fear what her stubbornness will do to her... and to her health." - "So you think the Council will deny her request", Pema said, even though it could have been a question. Tenzin shrugged and started stirring the vegetables in one of the cooking pots, since they had started to get burnt. "We're all just so very different."

Pema sighed deeply, then spoke up: "I actually don't understand why you are backing her up." Tenzin looked surprised: "What do you mean?" - "Well, she's from the Southern Water Tribes, we all know the people there are wildlings and she probably doesn't know any better. But you...?"

"My mother is one of these 'wildlings'", Tenzin said, mildly annoyed, and straightened his back, "and my father was an Air Nomad and taught me all about being one with nature and finding love for everyone no matter what." Pema raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure he meant it that way?"

This question made Tenzin realize one thing: His wife was from the Fire Nation. He knew before, of course, but since she had lived with the Air Acolytes for quite a while they never had a problem he deemed to be due to their upbringing. This was the first time. If you were taught right from the cradle that something was bad, it was very hard to impossible to make you feel that this was alright.

"Maybe it's better if I set up the table", he finally said, calm and collected as always. As he moved the plates into the dining room, he realized that the Avatar's request had not only separated the Council - it was quite literally able to separated families.